This little gem has unfortunately been collecting dust on my shelf for a decade since I found it by accident on a sunny morning in San Francisco. There was a time when I bought a lot of books and I shiver at the thought of all those books I’ve carried across the Atlantic ocean in excess baggage.
Getting lost in Yazd
"Navigating on random while surrounded by staring old men, pointing their crooked fingers at the Godzilla Viking in surprise. It feels like I’m walking around in Mos Eisley."
Eating my way through Basque country
"Not too bad to wash it all down with a local Txakoli, the young white wine typical of the Basque country."
"But unlike the movie Chernobyl Diaries, we didn’t find anybody there. Nature had reclaimed the area and the silence was deafening."
Conquering Machu Picchu
"A life-long dream came true this morning, as I stood upon the mountain looking down at Machu Picchu. I felt like some strange mix between Indiana Jones and a small boy, gazing down upon the final treasure of the Incas."
Roaming the cobblestones of Istanbul
"Inside the church there are still traces of rune inscriptions made during the Viking age by Varangians, an elite guard made up of Scandinavian immigrant warriors."
Historic locations in Gothenburg
"Hundreds of houses were quickly build, but unfortunately all of it was burned to the ground in 1611 by Danish forces."